Journey to the End of the Night-Chapter 1254 - 820: The Child in the Coffin

Baili An and the girl were not people of the Moon Accompanying Palace, so naturally Zhao Baixun couldn’t command them. As a result, the task of gathering information fell on the chubby youth named Li Fuyuan.

Baili An was in no mood to have breakfast in the hall with Zhao Baixun and Tie Yun, so he headed straight back to his room.

Although he said he was only responsible for being scared and trembling, there was no way he could really do nothing.

After all, the girl’s strength was unknown, and the three disciples of the Moon Accompanying Palace were truly unreliable. It couldn’t be guaranteed that they wouldn’t make mistakes at a critical moment.

Therefore, in this battle against the pig demon, the more backup methods, the better.

Back in his room, Baili An didn’t continue cultivating the "Supreme Dao Pure Sword Technique," as this cultivation technique was too profound and obscure. Achieving anything significant in its practice wasn’t something that could be done overnight.

He sighed, a hint of struggle flickering in his eyes.

If he used that thing, if his father found out, he feared it would make him even angrier than when he left the mountain ahead of schedule.

Even after using that thing, the aura lingering on him would remain for a long time. Even a year later, his father would surely notice immediately.

After struggling for a long time, Baili An’s eyes became resolute.

Although this was not the righteous path, in a critical situation, he must adapt, and human lives were at stake. If he could rescue them but chose not to, that would not be the way of justice either.

If his father insisted on punishing him, he would accept it.

Once he came to this realization, Baili An finally stopped hesitating and took out a black Qiankun Bag embroidered with a dark golden Vermilion Bird pattern from his bosom.

The Vermilion Bird pattern was the royal totem of the You Dynasty.

This was a Qiankun Bag his mother had secretly given him when he was a child.

The people of Bai Tuo Mountain had always been unaware that apart from learning the righteous cultivation techniques of the Tianxi Sword Sect, his mother had secretly taught him the orthodox Ghost Control Technique of the You Dynasty.

Originally, his mother knew that his father had always disliked these crooked and heretical techniques, so she had never taught him the Ghost Control Technique, respecting his preferences.

She also hoped her son could learn the orthodox Sword Dao, but Baili An’s talent was truly mediocre, making it difficult for him to break through the "Supreme Dao Pure Sword Technique."

Even ordinary cultivation techniques were challenging and difficult for him to practice smoothly.

Moreover, the people at Tianxi Sword Sect were aloof and proud, which only made them look down on Baili An even more. The younger generation of disciples secretly bullied Baili An often.

A few times Ying Ji witnessed this, and his mother, being very protective, couldn’t bear it and taught the younger generation a lesson.

Later, when his father found out, instead of defending Baili An, he believed it was his own fault for being inferior and bringing disgrace upon himself.

Baili Yu felt even more ashamed about seeking help from elders to bully the young, and forbade Ying Ji from interfering with the younger generation’s affairs.

With the Sect Master’s protection, those younger disciples became increasingly reckless, breaking Baili An’s ribs on several occasions.

Baili An didn’t dare let his mother know about this, fearing arguments between his parents, so he could only secretly lick his wounds in his room like a wounded beast.

Although he hid the matter well, after a long time, his mother, who he lived with day and night, naturally noticed, so she secretly taught him the cultivation technique of the You Dynasty, hoping her son could have the power to protect himself.

Little did she know, in the Ghost Control Technique, Baili An possessed extraordinary talent, understanding it instantly and completely inheriting his mother’s talent.

On the path of Ghost Path cultivation, he progressed swiftly, almost unmatched among his peers.

When he exerted resistance, his fellow clan members who were envious of his birth reported this matter without concealing anything to Baili Yu.

This led to a big argument between his father and mother.

His father forbade him from cultivating this technique, and he obediently never disobeyed his orders.

However... the Qiankun Bag left by his mother he secretly hid, never letting his father find it.

Now, it could finally be put to use...

However, by using Ghost Path powers, his aura was tainted, and he couldn’t carelessly use the Teleportation Crystal Stone in case of trouble in the future. Otherwise, the moment he was teleported, his father would immediately notice.

Baili An smiled bitterly and took out a rectangular stone coffin from the Qiankun Bag. This stone coffin was ancient and only about a palm’s length, indeed a miniature coffin.

He pushed aside a corner of the coffin lid, bit his finger, and extended his bloodied finger inside.

The entity in the coffin seemed to smell the scent of blood, and a tongue as crimson as blood reached out, carefully and eagerly licking his finger.

Baili An felt guilty. Due to living on Bai Tuo Mountain all year round and not daring to openly release it, he kept it sealed in the Yin Coffin given by his mother, leaving it hungry for a long time.

He decided to open the coffin lid and said, "I know you’ve been hungry for a long time. Come out and eat. Now that I have the cultivation of a first-grade practitioner, there’s enough for you to eat."

Upon hearing this, the crimson tongue retreated, and then in a puff of smoke, a chubby little child wearing a red belly band floated out of the Yin Coffin.

Its name was "Shou," a protective little ghost his mother left for him. Although it was an entity of the Yin, he was not afraid of it at all.

Baili An had no friends growing up. Shou was always by his side, although his mother often fed it blood meals.

Fearing he might lose control of the little ghost, she fed it some animal blood.

At that time, Baili An was naïve, only knowing that Shou craved human blood, so when his mother wasn’t paying attention, he often secretly fed it his fingertip blood.